Last night, I had this nightmare where my school, for just one subject, had to move to this building in the bad side of town. The building was next to a sandwhich shop and we became friends with the owner-- who had a great resemblance to Luke from Gilmore Girls. A creepy old man who was really odd, but still nice, lived on the other side of the building. Long story short, some form of zombie virus is formed and the old man gets it, but it's really weird and creates a zombie clone of you too. So you have a zombie clone AND the original with the brain craving-- but he's still humanly smart. Then I'm in a bathroom with my mum and we see three huge spiders so I get rid of them and realise (somehow) that the new influx of giant spiders caused it. Then my mum and I plan to get on a train to, uh, Italy for, wait for it, £15! I go and tell my dad but he has the virus and tries to eat me. I learn that the new spiders were threatened, and they infected people who weren't afraid of them-- like the old guy and my dad, and not my mum. I think I survived because I figured it out... and the fact I woke up, of course.
I'm guessing I had this dream for two reasons:
1) I watched The Happening last night.
2) I also caught a spider before bed.
27/08/2009
25/08/2009
Awkward
Wow, so... this is awkward. I'm sorry for leaving you, Blogspot. I truly am! It didn't work out with Wordpress. Wanna give it another go? Okay, cool.
My summer is almost over, it wasn’t eventful but in a strange way it was. I haven’t ventured out with my friends an awful lot; but oddly, I’m okay with that. It was a very YouTube orientated summer, which was very different and wonderful. I got out of school early, had Vivien stay with me for like two weeks and we did a variety of different things and I spent some time with Lana which I probably wouldn’t have done if I didn’t have an American to amuse. Vivien was like bait, I suppose. A worm. I used her to hook in my friends to spend time with me. Like skipping school to see the latest Harry Potter film. Or, maybe she’s like a nice shiney piece of tinfoil. Either way, I’m refering to my friend Lana as a bird or a fish.
Other than having an American eat my food and what not, I didn’t do much. I saw some friends, got questioned by the police, found a new love for Lady GaGa and went a variety of nights without sleep. I also saw some sharks, that was pretty cool.
Next week, I will be going to London to spend three days with people I met online. Yeah, I know how to party. I’m looking forward to that a lot. I also passed my AS Levels with good grades, not as good as I would have hoped, but hey, they were good, at least. I’ll have to work a lot harder next year if my dreams of going here or here are to happen. And who knows, maybe I will actually keep up with this blog this year!
My summer is almost over, it wasn’t eventful but in a strange way it was. I haven’t ventured out with my friends an awful lot; but oddly, I’m okay with that. It was a very YouTube orientated summer, which was very different and wonderful. I got out of school early, had Vivien stay with me for like two weeks and we did a variety of different things and I spent some time with Lana which I probably wouldn’t have done if I didn’t have an American to amuse. Vivien was like bait, I suppose. A worm. I used her to hook in my friends to spend time with me. Like skipping school to see the latest Harry Potter film. Or, maybe she’s like a nice shiney piece of tinfoil. Either way, I’m refering to my friend Lana as a bird or a fish.
Other than having an American eat my food and what not, I didn’t do much. I saw some friends, got questioned by the police, found a new love for Lady GaGa and went a variety of nights without sleep. I also saw some sharks, that was pretty cool.
Next week, I will be going to London to spend three days with people I met online. Yeah, I know how to party. I’m looking forward to that a lot. I also passed my AS Levels with good grades, not as good as I would have hoped, but hey, they were good, at least. I’ll have to work a lot harder next year if my dreams of going here or here are to happen. And who knows, maybe I will actually keep up with this blog this year!
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